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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: OSCAR HUMMEL, by EDGAR LEE MASTERS Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: I staggered on through darkness Last Line: Till I dropped down dead at his feet. Subject(s): Alcoholism & Alcoholics; Drunkards; Alcohol Abuse | |||
I STAGGERED on through darkness, There was a hazy sky, a few stars Which I followed as best I could. It was nine o'clock, I was trying to get home. But somehow I was lost, Though really keeping the road. Then I reeled through a gate and into a yard, And called at the top of my voice: "Oh, Fiddler! Oh, Mr. Jones!" (I thought it was his house and he would show me the way home.) But who should step out but A. D. Blood, In his night shirt, waving a stick of wood, And roaring about the cursed saloons, And the criminals they made? "You drunken Oscar Hummel," he said, As I stood there weaving to and fro, Taking the blows from the stick in his hand Till I dropped down dead at his feet. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...NO NONSENSE by CHARLES BUKOWSKI THE REPLACEMENTS by CHARLES BUKOWSKI BELLEVUE EXCHANGE by NORMAN DUBIE EVEN NOW YOU ARE LEAVING by TESS GALLAGHER ANY NEWS FROM ALPHA CENTAURI by ANSELM HOLLO SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: ALEXANDER THROCKMORTON by EDGAR LEE MASTERS |
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